Why? Why did she never think of it?
They are so similar?
Now none of that matters; what matters is saving a life.
"Mr. Charles, please, hurry up, hurry up and give my uncle a blood transfusion."
Charles snapped back to reality and immediately said to the doctor waiting by the door for their decision, "Take me for the transfusion."
After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and grabbed the collar of the attending doctor, glaring at him with a warning in his eyes, "Save him, or if he doesn't survive, I'll raze your hospital to the ground and you'll pay with your life."
Like a demon.
Everyone: "..."
Threatening people like that, adding to their psychological burden, how can they save him?
...
"Mr. Charles."
Due to hypoglycemia, after the blood transfusion, Charles' face was as pale as a sheet, and he needed to support himself against the wall to walk. His attendant immediately stepped forward to assist him.
